Oh...My...GOD!

Aunty and Uncle had gone out on a date while Kotoko's father was working late and Yuuki was at a friend's house. It wasn't uncommon for her and the eldest Irie son to be alone together. Lately she just ignored it and watched TV. As she watched a comedy show she kept hearing strange noises from upstairs. Long moans and groans that echoed through the halls. It was beginning to freak her out as she tried to reason it out. She chewed her lip and couldn't concentrate on the program. Kotoko stood up and decided to take a bath to take her mind off of it. The wooden stairs creaked and groaned just like what she had heard before. 'Must have been the house I was hearing' she thought as she turned on the hall light. Kotoko slipped into her room and grabbed a change of clothes for after her bath. Just a pair of black yoga pants and a pink T-shirt. She looked around for her bath towels but couldn't find them. Her eyes glanced at the door and she sighed. Quietly Kotoko walked across the hall and peered into Naoki's room. He leaned back in his chair at the sound of his door opening, the same neutral expression on his face.

"Do you have any towels I could borrow? Mine are all used and the washer is full." Kotoko smile slightly embarrassed. He nodded and stood up, walking to his closet to pull out a black towel. He stopped to consider a thought that was in his head.

"Were you the one making all the noise earlier?" He asked before handing her the towel. She shook her head.

"No, I thought you were." She admitted as her gave her a droll stare. Naoki handed her the towel, his hand brushed hers and the touch lingered for a moment. Kotoko of all people moved away from the contact. "T-thank you for lending me a towel" She bowed and backed away and scurried to the bathroom. He stood at the door and stared at his hand for a moment before retreating back into his room.

Kotoko enjoyed her bath but something was off. Small little whines and groans that most definitely came from Iries room. As she drained the tub she noticed one of her spare towels sitting on the rack. She dried herself off with it and dressed in her comfy clothes. Kotoko stared at the black unused towel Naoki gave her. Kotoko threw her clothes in her room and heard a muffled 'Kotoko' through the door. She opened his door with the unused towel in hand. She stopped dead in her tracks, so did he. Honestly the idea of it never actually came upon Kotoko before, Naoki just acted so different from most people. It was a healthy habit if you stretched that point but it still shocked her that he used her name. Especially when he was holding his own erection in hand on the floor against the bed with his head thrown back. She dropped the towel with wide eyes as neither one could move for a moment. Naoki had a surprised look along with a red blush as Kotoko's face went scarlet. It wasn't until a glint in his eyes that she found the courage to move. A glint that spoke volumes in a second. Trying to persuade her to take the place of his hand.

"I-I-I'm so sorry!" She squeaked before slamming his door and running to her room. She closed the door and locked it then lost all strength in her legs. Kotoko slid down against the door still flustered. The image of his erection burned and carved into her head. He was truly extraordinary with everything. A thought dawned on her. What she had heard before she came in.

"W-was he masturbating to me?"

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A short story of Itazura na kiss. It popped into my head while I was writing a sequel to interesting observations hope you like it~

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